Master Blair explained to Faras: "The theory is of course like this, but in practice, bigger is not better. The opening of space has a very important relationship with one's own mana. If you rush to open a larger space, you will not be able to maintain its stability. , will cause this space to collapse."
"It's so complicated." Faras shook his head and said, "It's really hard to imagine what the situation is. It seems to be much more difficult than setting off a fireball."
Master Blair laughed dumbly and said: "This kind of space-opening magic is at least the eighth level. Isn't it much more difficult than the third-level fireball spell? If you are not strong enough, it will be difficult for others to explain it clearly to you. But when you reach this level, you will naturally understand without needing too much explanation from others."
"Okay, everyone, please come with me." Master Blair did not explain any more, but led everyone to another small teleportation magic circle.
Another burst of white light flashed, and Ryan and others were teleported away again. This time, the teleportation time was much shorter. Before Faras even had time to close her eyes, she dimly saw the scenery in front of her change drastically. , I suddenly found myself in a library,
Faras rubbed her eyes that were stung by the white light, and carefully looked at the room she was in now. She found that it was a quite huge space, with a row of long bookshelves every about 5 meters, similar to ordinary magic books. The difference is that the bookshelves here are not made of neat wood, but are covered with branches and leaves. At first glance, it looks like you are in a forest.
Shaina, who had always been silent, suddenly shouted, "Ah." Faras turned around and saw that the female elf was trembling slightly. Although her face was still unclear behind the cloak, Faras could not see clearly. But Lasi knew that Shaina was very excited at this time.
"Are you okay?" Farasi asked in a low voice: "If you have anything, just tell me directly and don't treat yourself as an outsider."
"It's okay." Shaina said softly in Farasi's ear: "I just saw a picture that I once knew." After saying this, Shaina spoke out elegantly in her mouth. A catchy line of Elvish language. Faras, who had never learned Elvish language, didn’t know what she was talking about, but she was sure that there was nothing wrong with Shaina, so she turned her attention back to the branches and leaves. On Mao’s bookshelf,
The surface of each row of bookshelves is covered with a thick layer of leaves, and the books are densely arranged under the leaves, much like trees that are full of fruits in autumn. However, these bookshelves only grow horizontally, and they are no more than 5 meters high. , and the length ranges from 30 meters to 50 meters. There are no such trees in nature.
Faras made a rough estimate and found that the collection of books here probably contains millions of volumes. This is really a huge and terrifying number. Perhaps in the history of mankind, from the first book that used words to record affairs, all written Here is a copy of all the books that came out, right
Ryan didn't know what Faras was thinking at this moment. After obtaining Master Blair's permission, he casually took down a book from the bookshelf. The thick book felt heavy in his hand. This gave Ryan the feeling of reaping the fruits. Ryan gently touched the four uneven words on the surface of the book and opened the book called "The Origin of Magic".
The author of this book has long been unknown, but it is something that almost every magician must memorize when they are enlightened. Of course, Ryan is not one of them. Ryan has heard the name of this book, but he has not carefully read it from beginning to end. He has read it at the end. Anyway, for him, whether magic is taught by elves to humans or understood by humans themselves, what is the meaning of it? Ryan does not intend to conduct research on these illusory things. He only needs to be able to release it. Just come out,
Ryan quickly flipped through a few pages, and then stuffed the book back into its original position. Master Blair smiled and very generously motioned to Ryan and his companions to read as they pleased. Faras and Flanner both started. While flipping through, Faras wanted to compare the difference between Master Blair's private library and the collection of books at the Royal Academy of Magic in the Imperial Capital, while Flanner simply wanted to be a magician when he was a child, and now he was in a magician's library. Read the books that you have always dreamed of reading to fulfill your childhood dreams.
However, with the careless personalities of Colin and Thomas, they were timid and did not dare to move. After Master Blair's questioning, Colin finally expressed his thoughts: These books must be very valuable. I have to trouble Leader Ryan to take the trouble to compensate.
Blair twirled his beard and laughed. He said casually: "Isn't it just a book? Even if you burn everything here, if I say a word, someone will naturally make it up for me."
Listening to Master Blair's words, Ryan sighed softly in his heart for the unattainable status of magicians in secular time. Although Ryan himself is a magician and a powerful magician, he has never regarded himself as a magician. Being placed in a high position, looking down at ordinary people, but Ryan doesn't do this, it doesn't mean that others don't do it. Today, Master Blair, the leader of the Southern Magic Guild, pointed out the transcendental nature of the magician in a casual sentence status,
Ryan quickly recovered his mentality. After all, he was unable to change the entire continent, so he could only choose to change himself and face it. What's more, today he received an invitation from Master Blair, who is as famous as Master Victor. How could he go to this person? A well-known enchantment master on the mainland would like to ask for advice.
"Master Blair, what do you think is the most important thing for the production of magic items and for adding magic to magic items? With your decades of experience, which aspect do you think is the most important, materials, technology, or creativity."
Master Blair twirled his beard and said to Ryan: "This is a big question. I'm afraid I can't explain it clearly in a sentence or two. Ryan, although I am a few years older than you, you don't have to Call me "Master" or "Master", I'll call you Ryan, you can just call me Blair."
"Then... Okay." Ryan hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement. Perhaps Master Blair is a god-like existence to the magicians of Moon Moon City, but in Ryan's view, he is just an old and experienced former Monkey, not to mention that when they were in the imperial capital, he and Victor talked even more casually. If there were only two people present, they would even just say "hey" to each other.
Master Blair walked to the bookshelf. He softly recited a spell, and the lush branches on the bookshelf immediately "came alive". It stretched nimbly and reached directly to the top of the bookshelf. A few leaves were clamped at the front of the branches. There was a book sitting there, and then it was slowly lowered and placed in front of Master Blair, so that Master Blair could just stretch out his hand and take the book he wanted to find in his hand.